During these two days outside, Tong Shan hadn't been idle. After going through untold hardships, he finally made contact with the main force. Unfortunately, all he received was a bunch of nonsense.
Anyway, Tong Shan didn't care; without Master Ji's and Lv Yingyue's approval, they ignored everything else.
Even outside, the emperor's commands may not be obeyed.
Moreover, you're not my direct superior, damn it, you finish this battle and then try to send to the Heavenly Origin Court!
As for Lv Yingyue's orders, she never specified what they should do, only telling them to preserve themselves and act when the ti was right. When that was and how to act, it was all up to their own judgnt. Just like that, the responsibility and the bla were smoothly passed over.
Sotis, whether the workload was full or difficult was secondary; having a leader who could take on responsibility made the work truly comfortable.
With Tong Shan's assistance, Old Tang had now managed to successfully clear his na and beca a covert agent in the Evil Cult for the Security Bureau, with his past cases in Hai Province ignored.
Nowadays, besides thinking about what to eat, all he dwelled on were those thirty-odd special revival tokens for his fourth great-uncles.
"In the upcoming period, we may have actions to take."
Tong Shan earnestly reminded, "Everyone, be prepared. Mr. Tang, don't look at —the bathroom is already stuffed with three of your own making. As long as you're willing to dig your own latrine, you'll definitely have enough to eat... In any case, be ready for action at any ti."
And so, as ti passed second by second, once the flag that Lou Feng had carefully maintained and successfully reshaped was finished and delivered into his hands, he did not hesitate any longer. Turning on his heel, he left his hiding place under the protection of candlelight.
The newly repaired flag could be considered spirited, and the craftsmanship was perfect; it was almost impossible to find the traces of its previous breakage. However, it had lost the previous joy and smoothness as if it were an extension of his arm, causing Tong Shan to sigh inwardly.
All he felt was an inner emptiness.
It was like the lancholy of trying to find her shadow in others after losing the moonlight.
Each one seed to be her, yet ultimately was not...
After resolving the matters in Spring City, should he place an order with Tide Sound?
If he explicitly asked for Ji Jue's involvent, would Master Ye feel distrusted, affecting Ji Jue's relationship within the workshop?
Moreover, forcefully giving money, would that make Ji Jue feel insulted?
Hmm, he would consider this more carefully later.
He also had to remind Tong Hua to not just mindlessly eat lons every day. Although one couldn't expect much progress with his sister's simple-minded rank, she was particularly skilled at maintaining good relations; being just good friends was fine!
Currently, it seed Ji Jue's safety was not an issue.
After signing the Heavenly Origin Contract, Old Tang was also a relief. However, Ji Liu's injuries were still serious, and if the curse on the wound wasn't removed, there might be residual effects over ti. He needed to hurry...
During his leisurely stroll, a clutter of thoughts surfaced in his mind.
As was his habit, when alone, he would repeatedly ponder his current situation and other threats and possibilities.
Although he was decisive and uncompromising in front of his teammates and subordinates, he was very aware of his own nature's lingering hesitations and procrastination.
For this, Tong Hua called it 'dilly-dallying'.
Even though he was known as a Heavenly Origin Genius, unlike a veteran power like Master Ji who had almost fully rged with Tian Yuan, the closer Tong Shan got to Tian Yuan, the clearer and more vivid that part of himself not belonging to Tian Yuan beca.
Every predecessor had warned him to take heed.
If he couldn't manage the relationship between self and order, reason and rules, and they conflicted with each other, he might bring forth the risk of Mutation.
But he didn't care.
In fact, he was sowhat pleased by this.
His grandfather once told him that suffering was like a sculptor's chisel. As life shapes you, you will eventually understand your own form when looking in the mirror.
It was between the cracks of rules and order that his insignificant self shone so brightly, making him aware of his existence, despite the frequent pain, bewildernt, and loneliness.
He had chosen rules and order for himself, like iron bands wrapping around a tree, simply hoping that one day, he would grow into the shape and form he desired.
Even if pain multiplied, or if he were to collapse mid-journey, he would never hesitate.
At this mont, he stood on the brink of a precarious building, looking toward the direction indicated by the map.
"Are you ready, Ji Jue?"
Tong Shan murmured softly, watching the ti on his wristwatch flow, gradually approaching zero.
In that instant, he took a deep breath and once more, raised the flag.
A majestic surge of spiritual fluctuations erupted, spreading without concealnt, rolling like a tide, soaring to the heavens. Amidst the sudden thunder, crossed patterns of electric light appeared on the flag.
Colors transitioned, from orange to crimson, then to indigo and finally transford into pitch black.
The violent torrent of spiritual energy instantly contracted into a beam, leaving behind trails of pitch-black marks in the air with the waving of the flag.
He paid no attention to the rainbow light rolling in from the nurous heaven-filled clouds and the rapidly approaching spiritual fluctuations.
Tong Shan opened his mouth and roared silently.
The flag in his hand fractured once more.
Pointing towards the distant horizon!
The night sky trembled violently, as if a blade was tearing through the air. The entire world dimd for an instant, under the fleeting brilliance, all things lost their color, shuddering in turmoil.
And then, in the next instant...
Among countless sounds of fracturing, at the heart of Spring City, above the phantom-like workshop, a fierce light rocketed past.
Heading far away.
But at the sa ti, around the workshop, three chanical spiders buried deep in the earth suddenly shook, exploded, revealing tiny spiritual fluctuations that called out.
Then, without warning, the fierce light abruptly turned.
It pierced straight down.
As if divine punishnt had descended, it fiercely struck upon the invisible defense, and then, the compressed power of destruction suddenly spread, gushing forth like a downpour of endless electric light.
In mid-air, faint mbranes of light appeared and vanished, trembling violently. The storm spread, and buildings crumbled in the impact, groaning as they fell; the earth stirred, raising waves.
Inside the workshop, during the earthquake's shockwave, everyone staggered, struggling to keep their feet.
"What's going on?"
"It's an earthquake?"
"No, it's an enemy attack!"
"The Security Bureau is attacking us!"
Amidst the spreading chaos, the shrill sound of alarms rang out, red lights flashed, illuminating every pair of confused or frightened eyes.
"Well done, Tong Zhiwu!"
Ji Jue smiled as he stepped out the door, abandoning his disguised cane and moving with light steps.
Just like that, he rged into the chaotic crowd.
Like a single drop of water blending into the sea.
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